Letter to Poline from Tsillie
Kishinev to Chicago
To Miss Poline
c/o M. W. Fagin
Central Park Ave. S. 1506 at Chicago
July 2, 1914
Your accusations and reproaches have no reasons and are cruel. You are not going to get any apologies from me. Even if it is strange, I don’t feel guilty at all. Why are we talking about it? We all have difficulties in our life. I am writing this letter being calm, and I couldn’t write before. And I am not going to discuss whose fault it was. I don’t want to, and there is no reason. It can make us only more angry. At least now it can be quiet and keep silence. Let’s not talk about the issue any longer and not get back to it. I kindly ask about it. Polya, you are mistaken. The note which was included in my father’s letter is not my answer to your letter. It is an irony of fate. It is an irony of fate because during this time when I have been waiting for your letters and never received them, I sent this note and when I came back, they delivered your letter to me. Dear Polya, your postcard made me upset. What’s going on? Why are you so nervous? Why are you so sad? Don’t take it personally. Quit it. Spit on it. Let it be the way it is and nothing else. Seriously, I am telling you please calm down because you are not going to benefit from what you are doing now according to my opinion. You can think it is good to advise somebody else and will laugh at me. Please do. It is healthy to laugh. Do you know, Polya, Anyuta Talal spent the night and Kachtan jumped to her head and she was scared and I remembered you when we were stealing jam at 2:00 after midnight. And do you remember those pickles? Do you? I finally received letters from Israel and Ehrlich. Micha has become a real soldier. Berkovich was lucky to jump out of it and is not going to serve any longer. He was lucky to dupe them. Orzhekhovskiy is very bad and is cursing that hour when he applied for the army. Mom recently came from Odessa. She is actually bad, especially she felt bad in Odessa. She spent all the time in bed and didn’t want to send a telegram. She was afraid to scare us. And when she came, she was very weak and pale. Be healthy, my little child. I kiss you, and I wish you everything good and happy. Your Tsillie.
Apparently you are going to see Kulchinskiy soon. Please give them my sincere respect and greetings and please kiss Yura, Avram, Masha, Grandma, all of them. I am going to write them soon. You are so lucky that you are going to see them soon. One more kiss.